Bitter

(A/N: Small idea popped into my head as I was rewatching a certain anime. No pairings, more important A/N at the end. Hitsugaya centric-ish)

A beaten and bloody white haired ex-assassin lay there, mixture of emotions running through him as confusion surfaced on his physical features.

'What... My body..it won't do what I tell it to..'

The wounds that the Ortho siblings managed to land, as well as the unexpected chimera sniper, started bleeding once again, a thick crimson red liquid pooling around Killua.

'Is this... really happening?'

Any restraint that he was holding himself up to disappeared in seconds as he landed a thump on the rock, hard, floor.

'Is this all my blood? ...It almost feels like I'm taking a warm bath..Wait...I shouldn't be thinking like this right now..I should get back to Gon.'

Beads of sweat started to form as the boy started to make futile attempts getting up.

'Crap..I'm starting to get..really cold.'

It was useless trying to preform any movements, it would just cause his wounds to burn. Not like he cared though, it just reopened his wounds and make him loose more and more blood that was left in his body.

'Am I...Going to die...here?'

He sobered, Killua couldn't help Gon if he died, he couldn't continue on living with Gon if he was dead. "Gomen...Gon." I wasn't any help in the end..

His eyes started loosing what little life was left in the orbs, until he saw a figure, that looked no older than he, though shorter. Killua's dark blue eyes locked on to the others' teal icy eyes. The boy was wearing a black and white hakama, and from his view another sleeved layer of clothing atop.

But what caught his attention was the sword that was strapped onto his back, that the stranger was pulling out, a movement that was to kill him. The ex-assassin could only lay there helplessly as he was about to get slain, his body couldn't do anything, only to be a rag doll of whatever the others' intentions were. But Killua wouldn't just allow that to happen, even if he couldn't move.

He pitied him. To die at such a young age, Hitsugaya readied to perform a konso as one word came out of the one's mouth.

"S-stop." His voice was hoarse, but it was filled with pride. Pride that he wouldn't surrender so easily to the dominant party. The captain could see the base of the chain beginning to form at the boy's chest, even though he was faced down, it was evident that he was almost dead.

His spiritual energy was strong enough to become a target of many Hollows; and he didn't want that. Toshiro pulled out Hyorinmaru, the hilt of the katana inching ever so slowly towards the boy.

"I-I said stop!" Killua spat out, unable to move.

Hitsugaya stopped, eyes narrowing, "And why should I stop? This is going to benefit both you and me after I perform this."

Killua stiffined, which pained him so. He didn't know the definition of benefit for him, but it just came to instinct to get away and run. The blood pooling around him had long since stopped, ever since the boy appeared of him. He found himself saying words that he himself couldn't control, "Because..If you accomplished whatever you're doing, I just know that I wont be going back..so..so then if that happens, I wont be able to return to my friend! And I wont be any help if that happens... It would almost feel like I'm sitting on the sidelines as he gets brutally beat and all I could do was watch! ..Please... Just stop whatever you're doing.."

Hitsugaya examined the boy as small bits of tears leaked off of the weaker one's eyes. It fascinated him how the boy was still talking, looking at the pool of crimson red blood around the silverette. The base of the chain hasn't fully formed yet. "If I stopped, enemies will chase after you, some much stronger than these ants you have been fighting, and eventually you will become one of them and attack your friend as instinct to kill. But if I try.."

The squad 10 captain was one that was nicknamed, 'cold as ice' but it meant that he rarely showed emotions, it did not meant that he didn't have any emotions. A rule to be a soul reaper was to remove any emotions that would get in the way, and those ment sadness, anger, sorrow, hatred, happiness, and more, you would have to toss it away, nothing more as a piece of trash. This rule was broken by many, many soul reapers. Emotions and feelings would always be there, no matter how hard you try to push it away, it'll just come running back. The child prodigy learned that lesson quite well, after his former captain, Isshin Shiba, disappeared and was written off dead. And so he shut himself in for some time until he got news that they were going to get a new captain from Matsumoto.

His jaw clenched. A foolish idea came into his mind, knowing fully well of consequences of it he sheath Hyorinmaru back onto his back and sat down next to the other boy.

Hitsugaya spread his hands out, as if pushing him away. A light aura surrounded Killua, as the captain spoke up, "I know full well of the consequences of this outcome, though, after I do this you will go back to your friend, or else this would be in vain."

Killua didn't understand what was going on, it was if the other snowy haired figure was speaking like he was breaking a rule. He couldn't speak anymore, the strength had already left him. All the ex-assassin could do was embrace the bright warm aura that surrounded him.

Toshiro didn't know what he was doing. It was their job to perform soul burials no matter what, even if their death was not caused naturally. His hands were still outstretched around the boy, as he slowly saw the base of the soul chain dissappear. He cursed himself, why did he do this..? The question was the only thing that was running in Hitsugaya's mind. He was so deep in thought that he didn't notice the slight movement in the other's actions, cold blue orbs that almost reflected his penetrated his own.

"I stopped the bleeding, and healed the serious wounds, though you will need to seek medical attention beforehand.." The squad captain stood up, "So tell me, what's your name?"

Killua was also lost in thought, though giving his name wouldn't cause any trouble as is, right? "Killua. Killua Zoldyck..why?" He couldn't help but ask the question, even though it is obvious that you have to introduce yourself to someone new, but why wasn't the other then?

"Just wondering.." He mumbled. The figure started to get fuzzier -no it started to dissappear, to turn transparent, like nothing was ever there. It wasn't a hallucination, he knew that as a fact, his wounds were halfway through healing. Then what was it?

A bright door opened from behind the sword wielder, as two figures emerged- a man who looked like a noble wearing almost the same thing as the boy before him with charcoal black hair, and a redheaded man beside him tied up in a ponytail in the back as it split into two hanging above his shoulders.

That was when the scene went transparent and he could no longer see the snowy haired boy and the other two figures. As Killua felt himself being hoisted up, he remembered the figure that he'd previously saved.

"..Octopus?"

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To say the least, Hitsugaya was expecting someone to report this to the captains or even the head captain. He turned towards the high ranking officers at the ball of his feet, almost knowing what was going to come out of the other captain's mouth. But what made him somewhat relieved, was that boy, Killua was being sent to medical care from what he heard.

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"Hitsugaya Toshiro, you have been apprehended for a transgression against the Gotei 13's specific rules."

(A/N: Oh me oh my, such OOC, I know I'm sorry I needed to write this fic. There's only around four or five bleach/hunter x hunter crossovers, which makes me think that my story will get around 4 reviews per 3 chapter ;v; Though I'll still continue it no matter what!~

And sorry for using most of the english dub's words for most of the bleach vocabulary, it just grows on me, ya know? Well until then, Ja ne!)